“‘kay, four of us, right? Sorry for taking a while, but I’ve got it all sorted out now,” Cinder scribbled in his notepad, then turned it over to you.
On the notepad is a piece of graph paper clipped to it. A diagram is drawn in felt pen, presumably the floor plan of what the title states to be “The Imaginarium Exhibitions” with the subtitle stating “try not to cringe please.”
The entrance leads into a grand hallway, from which the other exhibition rooms are connected. The areas of interest you see are:
Art Gallery
Dining Room
Virtual Rooms
Roleplay Holodeck
“I’ll be guiding you all through these rooms, though feel free to wander off at any time. Preferably with someone else, though. These halls aren’t 100% safe -well, for your avatar, anyways. It’s not like, Matrix or anything.”
He beckons for you to follow, and assumes you follow.
This dark room is lit by the seemingly distant stars on the glass-like floors and walls, as if it was built out of starstuff. Four additional hallways connect to it, with glowing signs next to the path telling where they lead.
In the center of the hall, there is an inverted, deep black pyramid, its upside-down apex so subtly secured that it gives the appearance that the pyramid is delicately balancing on the base. Above, secured to the ceiling, is the bottom half of a lens-like orb.
The inverted pyramid begins to turn around slowly, growing translucent as beams of light stream from the ceiling projector. Prismatic rainbows envelope the hallway before they concentrate into a cloud of colors next to Cinder.
Cinder clears his throat.
“Welcome to the Imaginarium. This virtual space runs on an engine that defies the highest graphic definition, that moves at unparalleled speed, with algorithms so chaotic and so deep that its mysteries are as infinite as they are accessible. It runs on your imagination.”
The cloud resolves into the busts of two people, looking at a revolving sphere. One side is black, and the other is white. In the middle, grey.
“You will see different things, experience different things. It wouldn’t have been possible on text to give you the perfect sensory data. It wouldn’t be necessary. All I ask is that you do your best to fill in the gaps, or even build more upon it. Leave behind your conception of being PCs in a GM’s world. Sure, your avatars are still limited by the dream-logic that governs this place, but remember that you, too, is working to create the experiences that your avatars will go through.”
The color cloud begins to change shape again, but presumably Cinder is leaving some space for reactions.
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